Back At The Ranch Drinking Rosé

I think this is me.

 

OK, safe and sane back were I should be after high adventures in the city today.  Bless Catherine for escorting Felipe through that labyrinth.  I think I wore her out so will have to come up with a little meaningful present to buoy her up.

Well, I guess I stirred the Caminoheads’ pot here lately with my last couple of posts.  Sort of rattled the old cage.  And I got a pile of unanswered comments to prove it.

Saint James is going to help me with this situation I am sure.  I am confident.  Love it that I think that way or that Felipe thinks that way.  In addition here is my theory on blog writing and that is you can’t set out to solve all the world problems in one post.  Be specific and express one thing per day, per session.  You don’t have to reinvent the wheel.  So, I’m sticking pretty close to that.

So, so far so good you’ll.  I’m going to quit while I am ahead here today and promise that I will be back on the morrow to continue with the thread.  It deserves my full attention and I am too scattered presently.  Cage rattled love, Felipe.

 

 

 

 

 

sticking to that.

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